Thursday, May 22, 2008
GGMU.
Nothing else to be said.
or so it seems, at 6:01 AM
Saturday, May 10, 2008
OMFG aka Tomorrow will be a great day
Two reasons: mad crazy thunderstorm, and monster. If you can't figure that one out, what can i say?
I'll fill you in anyway. So yesterday all seemed great. Just had a long (and a bit dry) ultimate agm in school, then picked up some macs and got home to bum around. Was irritated at first, to find my room & pc being used, but i got over it. When it became mine again. Anyhow, the night seemed pleasant enough, and pretty soon i tucked myself into bed and thought 'hm, which dream shall i have tonight? maybe i should rent one from 'dreamin' made easy' (TM).. zzz' And all seemed fine. Or so i thought. At 0:343 (an approximation) my lovely dream got destroyed... but THUNDER and LIGHTNING no less. Oh, you two sneaky devils you. After a month of unbearable humidity and stillness-of-air, you come and haunt me in the midst of dream #4223. And it took me an hour before i could finally get back to my dream, when the two sneaky devils snuck off to ruin some other poor sod's dream. I have never, ever, seen the two devils at their worst, though i think yesterday night came close. 10 strikes a minute? That's one every six seconds, which is sickening. sixening? sickening. yeesh. And ms.wind was kind enough to deliver rain onto my exposed feet.. which are like two metres away from my room window, which is about 4 metres away from the side of the flat. basically it was a long way for rain to travel, and yet ms.wind somehow contrived to get my feet wet. hurray, hurrah.
Moving along, less i lose more dream-time due to my incessant bitching (yes, i hate you in the middle of the night, thunder and lightning) tomorrow will be a great day! isn't that the most awesomenest phrase you have ever heard? well it just totally uplifted my spirits when i read it, in a manga titled: yep you guessed it. (unlike the mangaka, i like to tie up my loose ends) and.. i believe it shall be. Yes, every tomorrow will be a great day. Because that's what keeps me going. Unless tomorrow turns out to be a shitty day.. but that's another story, for another time.
Tomorrow will be a great day. oh, and omfg.
or so it seems, at 8:11 PM
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Return of the blog
I was about to comment that my title sounded like a Tolkien novel.. then i realised it also sounded like a George Lucas movie. If Rowling ever decided to restart her Potter series, she knows where to begin.
Somehow i feel like my first paragraph is a huge let down; 'huh, after 7 months this is the best you can come up with!?' Yes, inspiration is that hard to come by these days. It only comes in flashes, and once its gone its gone. But nevermind, today i will persist and see through this entry to the end, i owe it to myself.
So life has been pretty monotone. Turning 22 hasn't changed anything (except for the fact that my age is now a palindrome, and matches my birthday, yay), and life carries on as normal. Im starting to feel that 'change' is overrated; rather than things changing, we just adapt and adjust ourselves to suit various situations.. but in the end everything is still the same. Kinda like water; we can alter our shapes, maybe change form here and there, but we remain essentially the same. Some things just don't change.
In a blink of an eye, a year of school has also passed. School has been really disappointing and lacklustre. Even though this is the 'last bastion of hope' before adult life truly begins, with work.. its as though my life is just wasting away. The initial motivation and desire to do exceptionally well has just faded away.. i don't want to blame the system (which i quite often do, its fucked up), i just think that its going to be very difficult/near impossible to find a similar environment of learning that i have been so accustomed too; where grades don't matter, and everyday is about having fun. I try my best to do that now.. but sometimes you get sucked into the whole system; play or be played, that's the name of the game.
Enough about school, its summer now. which means.. 4 months of trying to fill my days with meaningful activities/bumming around till my ass hurts. And today looks like its going to be the latter. *yawn* Yes, it does get THAT boring.
I digress. Back to bumming!
or so it seems, at 10:47 AM
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Counting down the days
Have you ever considered the purpose of life? Not so much so the meaning of daily existence, but rather the end point that we are heading towards. It seems fruitless to worry about the day-to-day check points along our path to the end, when we don't have the faintest clue as to when that end will come, and what it would bring. As a Christian, one would rest assured that the end is just the beginning of a beautiful and everlasting existence, one that would transcend the bounds of time. Indeed, what is time in a world where a day stretches into eternity? A day in His presence would be worth every moment in time, or so we would like to believe. And that's where doubt sets in. Doubt because of human nature, not because of lack of belief. Does that seem contrary? Yet it also holds true to the heart, that even the most solid of foundations can be undermined by the smallest of cracks. And it is with this crack, this little beginnings of doubt, that fear can take root. Fear, the snake that coils around your heart and squeezes the life out of you, causes your heart to beat faster and harder, and before you know it you're breaking out in cold sweat and dreading the days to come: days filled with uncertainty and longing, of regret and denial, of impatience and dissatisfactions. Days that leave us wondering why we keep going.
And yet we still keep going, something driving us on and bringing us one day closer to the end. This inexplicable desire to survive, this inexplicable desire to live, to love. To be. Until we find something else worth living for, worth dying for. For what reason is there to live, but to die?
life without purpose is meaningless, but we live on regardless, in search of that something to fulfill our every desire. everyday brings a new challenge to discover who we are, and in that question lies 'what are we here for'.
Perhaps one day we'll find out. And that alone makes life worth living.
or so it seems, at 2:32 AM
Monday, August 27, 2007
Late Nights.Yup, i find myself unable to sleep before 1am now, usually only start to think about sleeping at 2. This is not a good trend, i'll find myself sleeping in lectures if this keeps up. Would probably help if i don't drink coffee at 10+ though, heh. Oh well, that's the benefit of not having that many classes (at least, not yet. could have morning classes from monday-thursday in october). not helping my pimples and eye bags either. i really should start sleeping earlier.
just watched nani belt a 30ft rocket past paul robinson earlier.. great way to finally kick start man u's season. of course ferguson's tactics still leave much to be desired.. bringing on fletcher for tevez in the late stages of the game meant no striker on the field. what a joke. and giggs is really past it now. last season was already a disaster, and now its just getting ridiculous. bring in anderson and dong pls! let the youngsters show us what they're all about. its one thing to have experience on the field, but if you can't keep up with the pace of the game anymore, you should take a step back, and play less minutes.
Unlike us, of course, who have just started Uni after 3 years of inactivity. yes, army was a waste of time. yes, we might need some time to get back into the flow of studies. But we'll soon get the hang of it, and with any luck be pushing ourselves to our limits. at least that's what i hope i can do. its time to finally find out what i'm made of. army did test my character and mental capabilities to some extent, but nowhere near what i hope to get out of university. its all or nothing now! hahaha.
and as i say that, i already find myself struggling to wrap my head around statistics :s ugh. i hate maths. and not to mention i now find myself without a working calculator, with the need to have one by tuesday for my very first quiz. yup, quiz in the 2nd week, yay! =p think i might just buy a new one.. i guess its always handy to have one.
oh well. i'll soon be caught up in school stuff.. hope i don't end up biting off more than i can chew.
im burning through the sky, yeah.
200 degrees, that's why they call me mr farenheit.
im travelling at the speed of light
i wanna make a supersonic man out of you
or so it seems, at 1:54 AM
Friday, August 24, 2007
if and only if.Yesterday was probably the most difficult driving experience i had to endure. Just the day after my accident no less. It never rains but pours, and it really WAS pouring yesterday. But first, the accident. After sending Navin off at Changi, i drove out of the carpark and into the middle turning lane that connects to the road leading to PIE/AYE. There were 3 lanes for turning, and a Nissan took the outer most lane to my right. After waiting for some cars to pass, both of us started to turn out onto the main road. However, Nissan dude (for whatever reason) decided to make a super sharp turning, cutting infront of my car and then accelerating away. Sadly for him (might have been worse if i hadn't braked) the front of his nissan cleared my car, but his sharp turn led to the rear left panel/bumper catching the front edge of my car.. and SCRUNCH. his bumper dislodged and he drove on for 20m before pulling over to the side of the road. Ok that's a lengthy description, but to sum up he had no more bumper and i had a scratch on my Toyota. *that is why you buy toyota and not nissan, ladies and gentlemen.
so anyway with that out of the way! driving home from school yesterday was horrendous. visibility was minimal, maybe 3-5metres at most. And the roads were started to collect a lot of water. This led to 2 horrifying moments. 1st moment (i feel like im teaching a physics class)
occurred along park mall, after fort canning tunnel. Warning: if it rains, do NOT drive in the left-most lane. It had so much water that it felt like my car was just gliding through, spraying water in all directions. You know how if you're driving fast along an expressway and there is a puddle to the right side (assume you're in the rightmost lane)? when your tire catches the puddle, you tend to lose control of the car for a split-second. Not dangerous if you're alert and keep the steering wheel straight. But still scary. Imagine having that sensation for a few seconds, that was what is was like.
2nd moment. Idiot in BMW behind me at tanglin junction, at a red light. Light turns to green, infront is a merging lane. This asshole revved his engine and overtook me in the merging lane, and in the process sprayed water all over my windscreen. Result? Complete loss of visibility for a good 2 seconds as my wipers had to deal with all the extra water. Asshole.
3rd moment. ok this isnt really driving related, but when you see the whole bolt of lightning come down and seemingly strike the ground somewhere infront of you, its scary. Heart in throat kind of feeling lol.
4 different situations, and only one led to an actual accident. At least nobody was hurt.
And so the 1st week of school draws to a close! and now i better get ready for pol sc at noon.. i hope its fun.
or so it seems, at 10:35 AM
Thursday, August 16, 2007
The beginning of a beautiful friendshipits a new beginning at last. after 10 months of inactivity and general bumming around, school is finally here! and for the first time i feel motivated to do well.. i can feel the pressure of my own expectations. which is weird, but at the same time strangely refreshing.
yesterday was the first of many departures in the next 2 months.. i hope i made the right choice by staying behind in singapore. its not so much that i regret not applying/going, but more of the 'what if?' phenomenon.. seeing the people you've known for years leaving isn't easy. especially when they're the main reason the past few months have been bearable.
on a positive note, smu has been pleasantly surprising thus far. had zero expectations when the first events started taking place, but i've thoroughly enjoyed myself thus far. and with the actual schooling about to begin, things might just be on the up and up. a little positivity goes a long way in ensuring i survive the next 4 years.
oh, and did i mention how much i love my macbook pro? no? well, i love my macbook pro.
it ROCKS MY SOCKS! =D
or so it seems, at 3:28 AM
